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About the author:
I grew up in Morristown, New Jersey with my brother and sister. We share treasured memories of high school, the Jersey shore and skiing with cousins in Mt. Snow, Vermont, all of which became part of April's Heart. I went to college in Washington, DC and became a teacher. I live in Virginia Beach, Virginia with my husband of thirty years. Our two boys are in their twenties making their own way in the world. I enjoy cooking (I've done some catering), my daily power walks (my preferred method of exercise), and hanging out on the beach. April's Heart is dear to my heart as it is very personal, basically following the outline of my life.
What inspired you to write your book?
In 1977 I kept a diary fairly faithfully. After that I kept scrapbooks. I documented my life right through college. As I pondered writing a romance novel, I thought about all that documentation sitting in my attic. What a gold mine! My friends and I were quite the derelicts. The eighties were a special time.
Here is a short sample from the book:
April choked down a sob. She was still emotional at the realization of the future of the romance with the guy who took her virginity, the guy who once told her he loved her, the guy she fought for, the guy with whom she was really very happy with. She was heartbroken but didn't know it yet.
"What is it April?" he whispered to her.
"High school, you, just everything," her voice quivered as she tried to explain.
"Yeah, I've been thinking about it too." She sat up and fixed her shirt.
"We're gonna meet lots of new people." April stated.
"Don't you mean GUYS, April?" Mitch said wryly.
"No, I do not mean GUYS Mitch!" April implored. "What are we going to do?"
"I don't know, April, I just don't see how…" This time it was April who kissed him. She didn't want him to say what he was going to say. He didn't want to say it anyway. They wanted things to stay the way they were, but that was impossible.
"I think we're going to have to break up." April was crying as she said it. Mitch wiped a tear away with his thumb as he shook his head.
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